Luyện nghe bài hát Tilting Against Windmills

Oh what a soul.
He's proud to be straight, but a host that feeds, bigotry inebriates.
No one's been compromised for being a white, straight male with two blue eyes.
And thus, a declaration of unwavering pride walks hand in hand with Jesus, every stride.
Pew by pew and row on row, taught to revere him.
But when they're the wrath of God, they only learn to fear him.

And fear themselves, and they should.
And fear themselves, and fear will (God is dead).
the vengeance of a changing tide.
Fear the gap in your that's ten miles wide.
Until suffered persecution and defied misguided accusations,
no right to your pride.

Those that are truly are ashamed of their own urges.
sex gets buried under rope and cloth, rhetoric emerges.
the truth.
Recognize the true deviants and sing, "Father forgive me for I sinned."
He might not you, but I will.
of your ways and we will forgive you.
There are no exceptions, no red flagged rejections, open doors.
For at all, unversed and underwhelmed.
For at all, disarmed and disavowed.
All hail the knight of the verbal incontinence, tilting windmills into the night.
Inanimate objects, they do not a real threat.
Your objection will surely be noted as a historic of an ignorant prick.
If it's a sin God or you, then fuck him, and fuck you too